Seen
The Moment When They're Waving To The Person Behind You
My quivering hand waves back,
Parted lips to say
"Hey," while your gaze looks past me.
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NikkiDeeFit | Nicole DeFelice Oliver
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Comments (3)
This happened to me just yesterday lol
I relate to the quivering hand lol
I've done this wayyyy too many times, lol. So embarrassing!